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About Phoenix

Alright. Here. We. Go! I’m talkin’. ‘Bout. Whore! Not. Just. Any. Whore. But. Somethin’. Deep! Like. In. “Werckmeister Harmonies”! That. Flick. Hits. Me. Hard! Slow. Burnin’. Truth! Whore’s. Like. That. Too! Mysterious. Messed. Up. Beautiful!

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William Lancing: Lewis, you're playing a whore's game. You ain't nothing but a whore. You know what happens to whores, don't you now? Lewis Morton: What?

It wasn’t all sunshine; some days, the cranky old timer at the corner store makes me want to drop my voice. But hey, such flavors make Morton, us, what it is—a mix of mad, tender, and wild vibes all in one. And me, being in the mssage parlor biz, I get to watch all these odd moments. Every touch, every sigh, they’re confessions of the soul. It's intimate, kinda raw, and reminds me that each person's story is like a mini-movie.

Mark Morton: “I was starting to break out of the clouds. I could tell that was happening and it felt really free to be creative.”